Ghostface Killah - Drugz lyrics
rate me(feat. Trife Da God)<br />
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[Intro: singer]<br />
Them drugs is not mine, them drugs is not mine<br />
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[Chorus: Trife Da God (singer)]<br />
It wouldn't be a problem, if I did the crime<br />
I would be a man about it, and just serve my time, but<br />
(Them drugs is not mine, them drugs is not mine)<br />
I hear all these muthafuckas out here on the grind<br />
The cops picked me for the hurt, and chose me out of the line, I said<br />
(Them drugs is not mine, them drugs is not mine)<br />
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[Trife Da God]<br />
Officer of the law, why you touching me for?<br />
Checking the crack of my ass, and looking under my balls<br />
Strip searching, touching my person, dropping my drawers<br />
And to top it all off, I ain't got nothing at all<br />
I'm a hard working tax payer, for that nature<br />
Do forty hours a week, slaving for that paper<br />
I'm try'nna make an honest living, it's not much<br />
And you hide behind ya gun and badge, thinking you tough<br />
Look at him starting, the boys in the blue, peep the sergeant<br />
Saying "Let's take him anyway, run his name for warrants"<br />
I'm a U.S. citizen, stop treating me like a foreign<br />
My whip's legit, get off my dick, insurance plus registration<br />
We under surveillance, feds investigating<br />
Assuming I'm wrong doing with false accusations<br />
They discriminating cuz off my races<br />
Central bookings, they was scared to look me dead in my face<br />
Now you telling me, I'm being charged with a felony<br />
Possesion with intent to sale, three days I spent jail<br />
Them drugs ain't mine, your honor, and I ain't copping out of shit<br />
Not even one bag of marijuana<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
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[Trife Da God]<br />
Now I'm sitting up in court, contemplating my thoughts<br />
In a cell, with thirty inmates blowing Newports<br />
And I'm awaiting to be arraigned, these niggaz doing the same<br />
Nodded off in a corner, the bailiff calling my name<br />
In front of judge, looking filthy<br />
Asking my lawyer how I plead, I plead not guilty<br />
He set bail, momma love on the edge of her seat, biting her nails<br />
Stressed out, the look on her face was mighty pale<br />
Her son's going to jail, a black innocent male<br />
No justice, but these kids say justice prevails<br />
Stuck between a rock and a hard place, the God's face<br />
Truly explains the pain and the heartaches<br />
It's too much to partake, but I'm still fighting<br />
Still got my hand up, even though it seem frighting<br />
It's a fucked up system, niggaz, please listen<br />
The old tradition plants in this country, it needs fixing<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
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[Hook 2X: singer]<br />
Mr. Officer, please understand<br />
Them drugs ain't mine, you got the wrong man<br />
So quick to put those cuffs on my hands<br />
Take my freedom, disrupting my plans
